I asked Kathy what she thought about his remark "I guess I do look like a whore dressed like this. His pants felt strange that bulge didn't feel like ... normal cock," she told me a little embarrassed. Thinking for a minute I said, "If he's still around when we are done in the store maybe you'll get to find out why it felt that way." Kathy gave me a real sweet smile and didn't say anything just suggested we continue to the store.The sex shop wasn't especially a clean place the smell was the first. "What do you see and feel?" he asked.Jan had closed her eyes to savor the feeling. She opened them again and said, "I feel a strong hand around my boob, squeezing it. I see a beautifully tanned hand over my boob." She was bewildered."Darling, how big is my hand?" It's huge! It's at least twice as big as mine. Your fingers are long and strong and feel wonderful when they stroke my body." She smiled and added, "Pete, you're magnificent when you do that, too. I think about your being a virgin when. . it don't make no difference who said what and who done what. The end of it is, yo' Aunt Josephine and Aunt Lucille and Aunt Frances don't want you and Stepper together 'round hyah. And they ask me to tell you they don't think it's safe, you runnin' round in shantytown."Stepper broke in excitedly, "Speedy, I'll meet you up by Saint Patrick's church from now on, won't nobody--" Now, Stepper!" Uncle Robert said firmly. "Please, child. You heard what I say." The big old man turned to me. "I'm. It had been years since Ed lived by himself. He was lonely and depressed. It was winter and my husband Jon suggested he take a break from the cold of Chicago and visit us in Arizona. I always enjoyed Ed and welcomed his visit. The first week was a bit strained. Ed was uncomfortable and stressed. I tried to get him to take part in various activities however, except for meals, he preferred staying in his room watching TV or reading. Monday, Ed slept late while Jon and I ate breakfast. Jon left.